This is a song about "No where to run"

Run the other way screaming "where are you jason"

Peep me how i'm raising up the capital from nathan

I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground

Theres no way out, except goin down south, back to where you came about

Love turns into pain

Run out of drinks, no complain

Or maybe its they fault that we ain't holla since june

Where there no light for the flower to bloom,

I like to watch you run,

They'll have to rename this one

Run away, run away, sometimes my mind feels no pain,

That ass is fat baby ain't no way to hide your frame

No matter if he had a gun or if he tried to run.

We are the hope of the culture, they supposed to listen

Cook up and run where i'm from, the south son,

Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun